Saturday, November 28, 2009

5 weeks

Hunter turned 5 weeks the previous Wednesday - I will usually be doing these on Wednesdays (hopefully)!

Age - 5 weeks
Weight - He was 11 lbs with his clothes on and a slightly wet diaper on Monday.
Height - 21.5 inches
Sleeping habit - He sleeps for about 3.5 -4 hours from 9 pm on, then typically gets up around 4/4:30 - then sleeps until 6:30 or so. He sleeps in his pack and play next to our bed until he starts fussing around 5 or so, then I typically bring him into bed with us for some snuggle time. We are working on that, he's successfully stayed in his pack and play twice in the last week after 5 am!
Eating habits - 4 oz every 2.5 - 3 hours during the day, about every 4 hours at night.
Favorite activity - Starting at himself in the mirror in the car! (I have one so that I can see him in the rearview mirror) or looking at his cheap ass bear mobile in the downstairs pack and play.
Cutest Moment of the Week - Smiling! And peeing on Wrigley. That was damn funny and he giggled right afterwards!
Milestones - More smiles!
Firsts -First Thanksgiving, first over night at my parent's house!

Thursday, November 26, 2009


We are so thankful for Mr. Hunter this year. We have a wonderful son, two happy dogs, and each other - is there anything else we need? (Except $5 fleeces from Old Navy, we NEED to get up early and get those).

Unfortunately, Hunter I believe is a "colicky" baby. Every night from about 5-8 its incosolable screaming. So I post this picture, to give you an idea of how great my love is. 3 straight hours of that face + loud screaming and I still want to cover him with kisses!

This too shall pass, right?

Sunday, November 22, 2009

1 mo and 3 days PP

A side by side comparison for you. The last belly pic I took (using photo booth on my Mac, anyways), and me today, at 1 mo and 3 days PP.

My thoughts? I have skinny face again!! For this, I am excited. I am not excited for the muffin top that I now am owner of. I am back exercising, walking/running 3 miles a day (broken into segments on the treadmill, as Hunter usually wakes up and starts crying at about 1.5 miles). I am going to start also doing the 30 Day Shred when Joe gets home from work at nights.

Am I totally happy? No, I'd love to not have a muffin top covered in stretch marks. I'd love to be back in my size 8's instead of squeezing into the one pair of size 10's I bought. But, your body cannot go through the process of labor and delivery without having your body change. It took me 9 months to get there, and I know my body will never be the same again. Therefore, I am pretty happy with my body. Weight gain freaked me out, but it was totally worth it, and I feel like my body deserves a HUGE pat on the back for what it went through. So we'll work together on getting fit again, right body? And like I said in my old blog, I am just relieved to not have a swollen face anymore. SO RELIEVED.

With all that being said, I totally just had an enormous brownie.

A few pictures for your viewing pleasure...

I little man is cute huh?? I love him!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Everyone is doing it

It seems like everyone is doing it - the top 5 "new mommy essentials" - so here are mine!

1. The Woombie. Silly name, amazing product. It keeps Hunter swaddled, can't be busted open b/c of the zipper, which reassures us that he won't smother himself in the middle of the night!

2. Angelcare Monitor from Bebe Sounds. This isn't a must have for every mother, but for super paraonoid mommy's like myself, its a must have and totally worth the big price tag.

3. Sleepers with zippers AND footies. Seriously, Hunter lives in sleepers right now - they are comfy for him and we don't go out enough to warrant dressing him in "real" clothes everyday. The ones with footies are a must have - who wants to deal with re-socking a baby every ten minutes? And the zippers are so much better than the button ups for quick diaper changes.

4. Gas drops. Helps his belly feel good and lets him get all those farts out!

5. The swing/bouncer/whatever you've got. Seriously, sometimes you just have to put your kid down. Hunter loves to be held but when I get the chance I do put him in his swing or his bouncer in the hopes to have some hands free time to myself! To clean, do laundry, or shower!

Diaper Rash

As I write this, my sweet little man is taking a nap on my chest. He is exhausted!

Joe and I went to see the comedian Jon LaJoie last night. Hunter and Grandma and Grandpa and Hunter's cousin Hayley got some adorable Christmas and Cubs outfit pictures done while we were out - I will put them up when my MIL puts them on facebook. It was so nice to get out!

But this morning we had to deal with the yucky stuff - little man has got a serious case of diaper rash that is just not getting better. We change his diaper constantly, apply the prescription to his bum from the doctor and COVER this kid's rear in Desitin and he still gets open areas. We have switched from regular wipes to soft Viva paper towels soaked in hot water and sometimes baby oil. I literally blow dry his bum after major diaper changes/blow outs to make sure he's clean AND dry. I let him "air out" 3 or 4 times a day. Nothing is helping. The peditrician switched his prescription so we will see if this makes a difference. He said that Hunter unfortunately will probably have some diaper rash until he's out of diapers - he's just super sensitive. I wish cloth diapering was a possibility for us, but its just not because our washer and dryer are on our lower level in the basement - there's no way I could run a diaper down there after every dirty diaper. Anyways, lets all just hope that my poor little guy's butt responds to the next prescription. Poor guy!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Hunter's birth story/one month old

Here is the story of Hunter's birth. And the newest pictures of him to follow. I can't believe that one month ago today I was having him - Seriously the greatest thing I've ever done. I love him SO much! Joe is crazy about him and its like our family was missing something until he came along.

He's growing so much. Part of me is excited to see the changes that are happening and part of me is sad that I'll never have that little newborn back! He's starting to smile and he's tracking faces a lot better. He's also tolerating being out of mom/dad/grandma's arms for more than five minutes. Last night he slept, in his bassinet, from 9-1:45! His record is 9-2:30 but I will take 1:45 VERY gratefully.

Currently Mr. Hunter is napping in his swing. His swing, I will admit, was on sale at TJ Maxx and was a bargain. I think one of the reasons behind this is the selection of music. He loves water sounds so I tried to put it on babbling brook sounds - and yeah, there's water noise, but there's also the sound of a duck quacking. Wtf? How is that relaxing!

Anyways, birth story, for record keeping's sake: (XP'd from

On Tuesday around 2 am my contractions were about 10 minutes apart. I slept but on and off. I spent the day on the couch, eating junk food because I knew it was my last day to enjoy being fat and lazy. My contractions were mild most of the day, 10-12 minutes apart, sometimes 7-9.

Around 4:30 the contractions got VERY painful but were still relatively far apart, allowing me enough time to recover in between. The dogs were great and laid by me the whole time. Carter (the puffball) would come sit right by me during all the contractions I had and let me grab on to his neck (not hurting him, just bracing myself).

DH got home and brought Subway around 7. We watched TV. Immediately after eating my contractions started to get far far far stronger and 7 minutes apart. They stayed that way until about 11, when I figured I should get up and shower and get ready. It took me about an hour to shower, since I had to stop and breathe through the contractions the whole time. I even did my hair and put on makeup (I have no clue why). I got dressed, then told DH he needed to shower. I called the OB and he talked me through some contractions on the phone. At that point they were about 4-5 minutes apart. He advised we go in. We got to skip admitting which saved about an hour since we were scheduled to be induced in about 7 hours anyways.

At this point I could barely breathe - the contractions were close together, and hard. The nurse checked me and I was at 4 - I was very proud of myself for getting that far on my own without even coming in or calling all day Tuesday! She asked about the epidural. At that point I was torn, because I had done so well for so long on my own. She said she'd call the anathesologist and he could talk to me about it. About a half an hour of intense contractions later, he arrived and I decided to get one. She checked me before hand and I was at 6 centimters - labor was FLYING by!

The epidural was amazing. I can't say enough about it. I would not have had the energy I needed later on to push if I hadn't gotten the epidural, after 30 hours of being awake, I needed it. The one complaint was that it went up too high and my BP dropped a bit, but that was easily fixed by putting me sitting straight up in bed.

DH and I both took a nap from about 6-8. The night nurse (amazing lady!) came in and introduced us to the day shift nurse (double amazing!) and informed me they were going to start me on pitocin because my contractions had stalled. They checked me and I was at 8 centimeters.

They turned the epidural off - I had NO CLUE they did this. I thought I got it the whole time, even through the pushing, but my OB doesn't allow that as he wants everyone to be able to feel pushing in its entirety; they believe its how to keep the rate of emergency c-sections low. At the time I was pretty PO'd but I get it now.

I labored for about another hour until 10:00. We did a few practice pushes and the nurse determined I needed to wait a little longer. I seriously felt like I was going to poop my pants (well gown) the pressure was so bad. ALL I wanted to do was push push push.

At 10:30 I started pushing. It was SUCH a relief. I would push 3 times during each contraction. It hurt, but not in a bad way. I did this for about half an hour. The worst part was feeling the blood and amniotic fluid go out everywhere. Yuck! My left hip cramped up from Hunter's position and Joe/the nurse took turns holding it and massaging.

At 11:30 they called the OB in. This is where it gets rough. I pushed and pushed and pushed and Hunter's head would pop out, then go back in. OUCH. Finally, the last 6 or 7 contractions, he stayed put and it was just a matter of getting him out. OMG THAT HURT SO BAD. My language was so awful - as I said before, I told my favorite OB to fvck off at one point. Everyone was so great though - everytime I said I just couldn't do it they told me to keep going, that I was so close. It seriously felt like my vag was being ripped into a million pieces. DH kept calling me "champ" and was apparently crying (my eyes were closed). They kept asking if I wanted to see his head and I just had no energy left to look. I just wanted to quit at that point, but you can't quit when there's literally a head coming out of you. The OB kept telling me to "use the pain" to get him out. On the last contraction, after 4 big pushes his head came out. I pushed some more and his shoulders came out and they pulled him all the way out! 12:05 pm, he was 8 lbs 14 oz, 20.5 inches long and completely bald! (He has peach fuzz but no hair at all).

Absolutely perfect. He BF like a champ all day yesterday and last night, but today he's sooo tired and not eating at all. (So of course I am getting a little concerned already)!

Recovery is...nasty. I gushed blood all day yesterday. I ruined 3 pairs of hospital socks. I have some cramps that suck but am taking a Motrin/Tylenol combo. For some reason, my tailbone got bruised/cracked during labor (probably from his positioning) so it hurts to get out of bed. It feels great to move around or sit up, but when I go to move, it hurts something awful. I have a second degree tear which isn't bothering me half as much as this tailbone thing. The OB that saw me today said it might be something that is permanent (eek!) unfortunately. It feels a bit better today so here's hoping its just a bruise.

So thats my birth story. Its so worth it in the end, but honestly the most pain I've ever had to endure!

So I have decided to start a new blog - about Baby Hunter and his growth and general life experiences. Let's start with some pictures, hmm?

The hubs and I, on our wedding day (obviously).

Our first "baby" - Carter.

Our second "baby" - Wrigley the wonder dog.

And finally, the real mean of the hour, Mr. Hunter Joseph. The love of my life!